Taehyung's P.O.V.
My eyes began to adjust to the dim lighting and I looked at the six other people surrounding me. One immediately caught my attention and I felt sick to my stomach.
I approached the small figure huddling against the door, her whole body shaking as she silently wept. She couldn't be more than eight years old and she was being forced to fight her way out of a deadly arena. I squatted down in front of her and she looked up at me, her wide brown eyes meeting mine.
"Hi, I'm Taehyung. What's your name sweetie?" I asked slowly, trying to calm the girl and get her mind off the situation.
"Alaina." She whispered out.
"Ah that's a pretty name." I said smiling. She smiled lightly but remained quiet, so I continued on. "Well Alaina, I want you to stick with me. I'm gonna keep you safe in here."
She reached out her hand, shaking as she extended her pinky finger. "Pinky promise?" She asked. I grinned and interlocked my finger with hers.
"Pinky promise." I said smiling.
Unknown's P.O.V.
I watched through the glass as we waited for the siren to buzz indicating that we could begin the hunt. My eyes looked for my target, a teenage boy with brown hair and brown eyes. Typically the teenagers are the first to run and hide, thinking they're strategic enough to survive the whole thing. I skimmed the outer edges but couldn't find anyone matching the description.
My eyes went back to the entry to the maze, where I saw two figures huddling in front of each other. His back was to me, but I could tell this was the boy. I watched carefully as he talked to the little girl. I saw their hands reach out and their pinkies lock, and I felt my heart ache for them.
I didn't want to be here doing this, but every year my father bids me in. I've never let a target get away, but something tells me this year will be different. I couldn't bring myself to hurt them, but the others certainly could. Getting them out alive was sure going to take a lot of work, but I was determined to make it happen.
Yoongi's P.O.V.
I was sitting next to Namjoon, constantly scanning our surroundings to make sure no one had entered the store. Ever since Jin and Ravs left, he'd been acting weird. His phone had been glued to his hands for the past ten minutes and I kept catching him staring at me out of the corner of his eye.
"What's up with you?" I asked, eyeing him suspiciously.
"Oh.. Uh nothing Yoongi, don't worry about it." He said, shoving his phone into his pocket. We both fell silent. "So... You and Ravs huh?" He said, attempting to change the subject.
"Don't worry about it." I snapped back. Something wasn't sitting right with me, and I could feel the tension building in the air. I turned my head away from Namjoon and saw two men standing a foot away from me, both of their guns aimed in my direction. I moved my hand to my side slowly, only to realize my revolver was no longer tucked away- it must have fallen out during my moment with Ravs.
I looked back over at Namjoon, but he wasn't scared- he was smirking. "Namjoon?" I said, my head spinning. His fist roughly grabbed my shirt and pulled my ear close to his mouth.
"Trust me on this." He spat before letting go and pushing me away. The two men approached me, each grabbing an arm and lifting me off the floor. I tried to break away, but their grip was too tight.
"What the fuck Namjoon? Are you serious?" My head was spinning and my blood was boiling. One of my closest friends was throwing me to the sharks and I was left completely defenseless. "I trusted you!" I screamed out as I was pulled through the door.
I felt broken, my will to fight completely gone. I had been betrayed by someone I thought would always have my back. I tried to have faith that this was all part of his plan, but as I was thrown into a car and stabbed with a syringe, this started to feel more and more like the real thing.
Jungkook's P.O.V.
The man's lifeless body collapsed onto the floor in front of me. He was bruised, broken, and bleeding profusely from the clean bullet hole to the back of the head. I tucked my revolver into my pants before turning around to face Kylie. She was leaning against the bed post for support, her whole body trembling.
"Did he hurt you?" I asked, frozen in place.
"Not in the way you think he did." She quietly said. I moved to sit down beside her, but she flinched away. My eyes met hers, and all I saw was fear.
"Hey I'm sorry you had to see that." I said, following her gaze over to the dead body.
"It's just... You killed them. Just like that. You didn't even hesitate..." She said in shock, making me feel like the biggest monster in the world.
"They were hurting you. I didn't have time to hesitate." I said lamely, attempting to grab her hand. When she didn't pull away I smiled lightly to myself.
"I'm still getting used to this whole friend thing." She admitted softly. "Before you and Ravs I was on my own. I never had anyone that would be willing to go that far to protect me."
"Well you have me now, and I'll be damned if I let anything happen to you." I said, my thumb rubbing at her hand in mine. She smiled at that, and I couldn't convince myself to tear my eyes away from her lips. I leaned in to her, ready to meet her lips with mine, when I felt her hands meet my chest and push me away.
"We should get going yeah?" She said awkwardly. I bit at the inside of my cheek, looking away a little hurt. "Not that I didn't want it. It's just your friend is kinda waiting for us to save his ass and we're in the middle of nowhere during the Purge and-"
"You're lucky I find it cute when you mumble." I said mockingly as her face flushed red. I walked over to one of the guards and picked up their gun, keeping it for myself and handing Kylie my revolver. "Now let's go kick some ass huh?"
"Follow me pretty boy!" She said giggling and heading for the door.
"In your dreams cutie!" I said, jogging to catch up to her.
We still had quite a ways to go, but I felt much more confident that we could handle the trip after everything that had just happened. Now we just needed to hope Jimin was actually there.
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THE PURGE || BTS EDITION
Fanfiction"Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for twelve continuous hours. Police, fire, and emergency medical services will be unavailable until tomorrow morning at 7am when the Purge concludes. May God be with you...
